My Boss Samuel's
60. I wish that

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I was shocked to hear the notification from my phone. Snorting for a moment then I narrowed my eyes towards the window, it seemed like the sun was welcoming me this morning. I sat down and picked up the phone not far from my pillow.

One message came in.

Mother: Morning.

I smiled at Sam's message. He often sends messages in the morning. Though he himself always said that his morning event was filled with busyness. And actually I don't care if Sam doesn't send me messages in the morning. But ... Yes, it is also his own will that is important he is happy.

Than he was angry. Don't you?

You : Morning too.

This time I bit my thumb to vent the feeling that started tickling in my chest.

Since the incident my phone was forcibly taken by Sam. It turned out that Sam had secretly changed the name himself to 'Honey'. At first, it was a little funny when I learned of the name change. But it turns out that after I dig deeper, Sam does prefer the word in comparison with My Lovely, Honey, Sweet heart, Hubby, Papa, Mama .... No!! Eliminate the last two words.

Simple!

Actually when the phone was returned, I just wanted to change it to Sam. But I immediately paused that intention because Sam himself gave the name. To me ... It has more meaning.

Now we think realistically. Imagine if my friends accidentally saw Sam's name sending me a message with love emoticons or a baby call. Isn't that dangerous to my life?

Logically, Sam's thinking was far more advanced than mine. Haha.

Maybe at this time can only be limited to calling 'Honey'. But who knows if later me and Sam married continue to have children. The call will turn itself into Papa and Mama or Mommy and Daddy. I hope that.

If, if later destiny goes not as beautiful as what we plan. There is no harm in saying hope in every prayer.

Say amin gangs. Amens.

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“Schedule today there is a meeting with marketing division huh, Mas?” I went to Mas Angga. The father of one child immediately stopped his activities and looked at me.

“Iya, I also just remembered. What time is it?” askalanya.

“Lo how the hell, Mas. I'm wondering, why do you ask back.” Tukasku.

“Measuring him do not eat a lot of chicken brutu.” Sela Mbak Sari who just came out of Sam's room.

Mas Angga sneered. “Nothing to do, Sar. The name forgets already innate nature since birth.” I nodded in agreement.

Sari's brother just looked up and walked to his seat.

“Later ten o'clock. I just got a message from Sam. And the one he invited to meet later elo.” Sari's mother pointed at me. “Sama Angga.”

Meeting with marketing division. Very lazy, met Mr. Arief who was flirtatious to ask for forgiveness.

“Lo replace me, Ma'am. Males I.” I said while opening the docomen.

“Why? You are afraid of not being concerned if there is Mr. Arief.” Sari's mom started to make this room hot.

Mas Angga laughed. “Lo will sit in the back, Del. Be safe from the gaze of Mr. Arief.”

I shudder amusedly imagining Mr. Arief who likes to flirt with each woman. If you are already a widower can be flirtatious like that, right?

“Gue is not sure the Boss can, he always relies on my minutes every meeting.” Honest tidbits.

“Nah ... If so you ask for a shade aling-aling same Sam.” Mbak Sari and Mas Angga compactly laughed. I could only snort, actually without them telling me for sure I would take the initiative myself.

The problem is the work environment. And I have a deal with Sam that we can't break when we're in this office environment.

Duh, how bad nelangsa lo, Del!

“Eh ... Which is laughing. New also in stay five minutes.” Said Rizal who had just come to bring drinks with Tiwi.

“Five minutes, mistress! Lo do not realize this has been almost half an hour.” Omelku, “lagian Just make a drink five cups aja long time. Turn where first?”

Rizal was about to reply but was immediately cut off by Tiwi. Looks like there will be new rumors brought by Tiwi.

Tiwi glanced at Rizal at a glance. “So in the pantry we met, Mira.”

Hearing Mira's name, my eyes and ears immediately turned sharper than usual. I listened seriously to what Tiwi was going to say next.

“And know what made us long?” Tiwi said as she looked at us one by one. Basic just talking the point is to use long-winded.

I'm clucking. “What?” my question managed to invite the gazes of all my friends.

“Casual, Mbak. Don't be emotional now, wait for me to run around and say you can be emotional. I was also very emotional! If only Mira did not make me emotional maybe now Mas Rizal is still at home in pantry.” Tiwi is obviously at length.

My head was about to explode but Tiwi was still stalling for time.

“Maybe aja!” Tiwi said she would not lose.

Sari's mom kicked the table. “You want to fight first or want to continue the story? I just have a drink with Adel and Angga.” The embodiment of my vexation was finally conveyed as well.

Tiwi smiled. “Iya I continued yes ..” he inhaled his breath for a moment. “So the Mira asked us about Mr. Sam. Which house, what girlfriend. And know not what makes me add kesel.”

Holy hooch! It felt like I wanted to immediately strangle Tiwi's neck for her to immediately continue her story.

“Lo ever hit using a computer PC?” I asked with a cold expression.

Tiwi smiled. “Never, don't ya. Okay I continue ... From his words Mira, I think he wants to make me the same Mas Rizal guessed if he was the same Mr. Sam was pretty tight. Obviously I'm directly emotional dong! I finished the show stirring coffee then I pulled Mas Rizal out of the pantry.”

“Good.” Sari's mother nodded. “It's even better if you flush the coffee on his face, let the drama a little.” I threw a tos at Mbak Sari and laughed together.

“Why the hell? Anyway if the Mira wants to chase Sam yes let it be. Both singles no bans.” Mas Angga said casually.

I'd love to throw that sinful mouth with a book.

“Dih ... Can't do. Many more suitable to be a partner Mr. Sam.” I said I don't accept.

“Agree me, Ma'am. Example i.” Tiwi raised her hand.

I just melengos. I immediately stood up from my chair while carrying a small notebook. “Sorry, Wi. It's not elo. But ... I'm.” I ended my sentence with such a loud laugh.

Until it is not realized that the human we have been talking about has gone out of the place looking for his money.

Me and the others immediately bowed when Sam had put on his cold face.

“People with Adelia we are meeting now.” Me and Mas Angga compactly nodded then walked following Sam to the meeting room.

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This time it was a little hotter for me. Maybe this is the effect of the Tiwi story. And damn, I met her name Mira. He became the assistant of Mr. Arief for the meeting this time.

And do you know what makes me even more upset? The meeting was attended by six people. Three from my division and three from the marketing division. The table in this room is circular. On the right side that occupies the front position is Sam, I then Mas Angga. And it should be on the left side of the marketing division.

Since Mr. Arief stood up to explain the meeting. So, this time Mira had the opportunity for a laptop controller that serves as a means of explanation from Mr. Arief. And Mira deliberately turned the chair so she could sit in front of Sam.

What the hell!

Just this time an hour felt like a day.

I finished the meeting and went straight to the bathroom. My only goal is to get the heat running through my head. I turned the tap water and washed my hands and face.

At that moment I saw the door open and from the big glass that was right in front of me was plastered on the face of someone who for an hour had managed to make me hot.

“Mbak Adelia.” I had to smile at him. “By no asking?”

I turned off the tap water and looked at Mira. “Ask what?”

Mira smiles. “Pak Sam has been a long time as the Boss Mbak Adelia. So, Mbak know what nature of Mr Sam is?”

“Why ask that?” I started to get emotional.

“Hm ... Yes, I want to know, Mom. I could be close to Sam.” It felt like a bucket of hot water was pouring down on my body. There was a burning feeling and wanting to scream.

“About something that Mr Sam doesn't like? Let me anticipate that, Ma'am.” Mira smiled at me.

I could only close my eyes for a moment. Trying to ease a little of my annoyance. Then I looked back at Mira with a smile.

“To my knowledge, there is only one thing that is not liked by Mr. Sam.” Mira was so enthusiastic to hear my words.

“What's Mbak?’ tanyanya is impatient.

I smiled again. “One thing that you don't like about Mr. Sam is ... Girls like elo!” I deliberately pressed my last sentence while looking at Mira's face. His facial expression instantly changed, sounding a rude snort from Mira.

I don't give a shit. I just smiled and walked out feeling satisfied.

I walked to the elevator to go back to my room. When I was about to press the elevator button I was shocked by the presence of someone.

I looked up while stroking my chest. “I think you first.”

“You don't want me to wait?” The leaflet in my chest just appeared without excuse. Makes like there's a tickling taste in there.

I took a breath and looked at Sam with a smile. “Mau.” Briefly said.

Sam returned my smile and pulled my hand into the elevator as soon as the door opened.

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